Stiles rests his free hand against Peter's chest - but doesn't push him
away, fingers curling instead in the fabric of his shirt. Peter wouldn't
hurt him. Somewhere, in the back of his head, Stiles recognizes that this
isn't a good idea, that it's wrong. But it feels unbelievably safe.
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Stiles rests his free hand against Peter's chest - but doesn't push him away, fingers curling instead in the fabric of his shirt. Peter wouldn't hurt him. Somewhere, in the back of his head, Stiles recognizes that this isn't a good idea, that it's wrong. But it feels unbelievably safe.